"What 'Other Ones'"? Hermione questioned.

            "Yeah, and I hope your planning on telling us at least how. And why did Maria," Ron glared down at the table at the girl dinning alone with the a similar expression to Luna Lovegood, "get to stay and we didn't?"

            Harry laughed, "You'll find out tomorrow, can't tell you, and I don't she just stood there the whole time."

            Parvati looked straight at Harry, "How did you become friends with an evil killer who wants to murder you for You-Know-Who?"

            Harry sighed, determined not to lose his temper again (he was in a much better mood now that Sirius was back), "First of all, Sirius never worked for Voldemort. Second, he is not only my friend, but my godfather, and third we're finally going to get revenge on the Slytherins for Potions!"

            "What's that got to do with anything?" Dean whispered to Neville who shrugged. The conversation then took off. No one paid attention to a smiling Gryffindor girl who finished her lunch alone and then set off, eager for Potions.  

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            Harry arrived outside of Snape's class smiling. Even the evil Professor couldn't dampen his mood, plus Harry was sure the man had something to do with Sirius's return. He had arrived early, and alone, in hopes of questioning Snape. Much to his surprise, the Potion's master was already there, talking to a Gryffindor, Maria. He snuck up behind them to try and listen to their conversation.

            "…yes, yes. I still can't understand why your in there. I was hoping for you to be in Syltherin so I could keep in eye on you."

            "Don't worry…" Maria's voice got softer.

            Not wanting to get caught eavesdropping, Harry walked up loudly and said, "Hi."

            "Potter," Snape snapped, "What are you doing here?"

            "I came for class," Harry replied. Ignoring the bitter glare the Professor gave him, Harry walked into the class room. As he took his seat, the rest of the class scrambled in, followed closely by Snape and Maria.

            "Today," Professor Snape began, "We shall not be brewing anything. Today, we will have an opened ended discussion. Should human blood or flesh be used in potions? Discuss."

            No one spoke for a minute, taken aback by this sudden change of lesson style.

            "Yes," Maria said suddenly, "But a person should only use their own."

            "For being the first to speak, 10 points to Gryffindor." Professor Snape stated. Everyone was amazed. Snape had never given any Gryffindor points, but he was always quick to take them away. After the class got over this initial shock, a vigorous discussion took place. Once a surprisingly fun Potions class was over, Harry, Ron and Hermione heading to Care of Magical Creatures. Sirius stood with Hagrid and they were petting..

            "Buckbeak!" Hermione shouted and she ran towards the grey hippogriff who seemed quite content back in Hagrid's care.

            "What," Draco droned on, "Is that thing doing here and alive?"

            "Oh, well," Sirius glared at the blonde haired boy, "Since I don't need Bucky to help me escape anymore I figured I should return him to his rightful owner." Sirius walked back up to the castle, giving Harry's hair a ruffle on the way.

            "He's going to embarrass you one of these days," Hermione muttered.

            "So?" Harry grinned at his friend who merely sighed. For the rest of the lesson (while Hagrid droned on about proper hippogriff care) Harry gazed into space, eager for the next day.

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            Dinner was filled with it's normal rush of conversation. Sirius stood up, ready to address the school and practically shouted, "Excuse me." The Gryffindors (now warmed up to the man) turned to look. No one else did. After trying a few more times, Sirius muttered, "Voldemort."

            As one, the remaining three houses turned towards him and gasped.

            "Right," Sirius began. "Now that I have your attention, listen up. While I would like to explain what I am about to explain to you, boy that was redundant, to classes individually, the arrival of our remaining two teachers tomorrow forces me to do so now. As very few of you know, I was killed at the end of last school year (a few people looked at the neighbors confused) however, I am no longer dead. Now, I will tell you how this works. As you should be aware, no spell can bring back the dead," Sirius raised his goblet towards Snape and concluded, "but a potion can."

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A/N O.k. I know I promised the remaining two DADA teachers, but this chapter was getting longer. And I know I tricked you, but that's all you get to find out about how Sirius came back for a while. Rest of the DADA teachers next chapter PROMISE